Sometimes I write about flying while anxious Leave a reply That’s how the cookie (and a passenger’s calm) crumbles
Sometimes I go on live TV and essentially yell “Simmah down nah!” at the media panic cycle Leave a reply
Sometimes I write about not having kids and feeling just fine about that Leave a reply I’m sure your children are lovely. I just don’t want any of my own.
Sometimes I write about my favorite city Leave a reply New York vs. Los Angeles: For all its grit, NYC ‘sparkles’